Pre-fireworks festivities

We woke up bright and early on the Fourth of July and loaded our day with festivities. Matt and I had hoped to participate in a 10K freedom run that morning, but my round ligaments started to bug me on any 4+ mile run just two weeks before so it didn't seem like such a smart idea. We substituted the race with a shorter, scenic run to the top of Turnbull Canyon and it was a beautiful start to our day.

We attempted a picture just as an entire community of gnats tried to relocate to my mouth. Yum!

Much better.

Oh, hello 30.5-week belly.

After a quick shower, we met up with the Rozsa kids at the boy scouts' 7 a.m. pancake breakfast--where we promptly canceled out any calories we might have burned on our morning run.

Then, it was off to the local parade! Always so entertaining.

Our day continued with a delicious lunchtime BBQ. Matt was happy to take over grilling duties.

That afternoon, we rested a bit while watching an edited version of The Patriot before heading off to the Queen Mary. Our bed was rather inviting after fireworks and LA traffic late that night!